Tears for Sale Page #4

Be there to guard my fear.

It can hurt. -Don't be afraid Zaggy.

You know what the old women say:

Who does a lot of pushups.... Has a tiny dick.

Come on!

Go home.

Don't you tell me to go home! I told you what I want, go on!

Go home.

Your guy...

He is not a pig like mine.

He didn't even touch me.

Ognjenka if you decided to f*** around, you don't

need to tell me about it.

Come on, quickly! Wee need to outrace the bastard!

Don't pretend that you are a pig when you are not.

You are a man for one woman.

So that you can be only hers and so that she can be only yours.

I know I am not that woman, but I deserved a kiss.

I can only be your f***ed up fairy godmother, that's

my destiny.

Now run! Run! Ognjenka won't wait much longer!

Hurry up, Ognjenka!

We're going to Belgrade.

Ognjenka stop, stop! I'm a pig, I know! Just stop!

You are!

Stop!

Stop, don't move! You're in Minograd!

Mine field! Mines! Move and they will blow you up to the sky.

And what am I supposed to do now?

What do you do if you step on a mine?

We fly to the sky...

Ognjenka...

Don't you cry!

Go to Belgrade.

I have some stuff to do.

Come on, get in the car. It's easy to use it.

It's like having love.

But I know nothing about having love.

Then learn it.

What, you scared?

I don't bite.

This is a dance. Ladies choose.

How many times must I tell you

this pond is cursed!

You're saying I shouldn't wash myself

because it's cursed? Right!

I know that there are no pretty girls like you in Belgrade.

Go to Belgrade. I have some stuff to do.

The Belgrade already entered the 20th century.

They say that the 20th century brings no wars, curses or graves.

It is a world of automobilism, phonography and tall houses

that rise high above the clouds.

Ognjenka alrady saw that house, Palace Albania, in her dream.

She only wants to forget one part of that dream - Dragoljub Aleksic.

They say you can forget anything up there.

The wars, the fake wailer crying, and even

the real crying for lost love.

Here, above the clouds, dancing never stops.

The dance of love.

The dance of oblivion.

The dance of a new age.

Tonight, the orchestra plays Carleston for Ognjenka.

"Tears for Sale"

[Serbian name:
"Charleston for Ognjenka"]

aka Wlado The Alpha Chicken.

Directed by:

Uros Stojanovic

Script:

Uros Stojanovic

Aleksandar Radivojevic

Story by:

Uros Stojanovic

Script assistents:

Batric Nenezic

Srdjan Dragojevic

Stevan Koprivica

Produced by:

Batric Nenezic

Executive producers:

Marko Paljic

Mirjana Tomic

Coproducer:

Dejan Petrovic

Photography director:

Dusan Ivanovic

Scenography:

Veljko Despotovic

Montage:

Djordje Markovic

Dejan Urosevic

Costumes:

Ksenija Terzovic

Music:

Shigeru Umebayashi

Artistic Director of Visual Effects:

GETO:

Visuel Effects Supervisor:

Gaston Marcotti

Visual Effects Supervisors:

Petar Jovovic

Kevin Berger

Sound Design and Monrage:

Aleksandar Protic

Sound Mixing:

Aleksandar Perisic-Spasic

Katarina Radivojevic

Sonja Kolarcic

Stefan Kapicic

Nenad Jezdic

Olivera Katarina

as Great Boginja

(She also sings all the songs, including the one playing during these credits)

Nada Sargin

Jovana Stipic

Danica Maksimovic

Radmila Tomovic

Danijela Vranjes

Elizabeta Djorevska

Zlatija Ocokoljic Ivanovic

Ana Bretsnajder

Ana Maljevic

Masa Dakic

Fedja Stojanovic

Erol Kadic

Milos Vlakulin

and Paolo Magelli

Coreography:

Olja Rakic

Montage assistent:

Yves Beloniak

Digital Color Correction:

Didier Le Fouest

Masking author:

Dragoljub Jeremic

Pyrotechnics Special Effects:

Petar Zivkovic

Movie Directors:

Mirjana Tomic

Dragoljub Vojnov

Postproduction Supervisor:

Filip Petricevic

Assistent producers:

Andrew Obolensky, Michael Perkovic, Tierry Potok, Ian Brooks

Marko Dragicevic, Francois De Silva

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